Scooby Doo Porn Story: The Clock Struck Thirteen – Chapter 1

Author’s note: I apologize in advance if this story is
not good. The whole time I was writing it, I kept smelling bad cheese
and I am still not sure if this was the story or a hunk of gouda behind
the baseboards. Thanks for reading!

And So It
Begins

A howl of rage split
the silence followed closely by the sound of running. Scooby Doo and
his friends had managed to take the time

scepter from Time Slime
the latest trouble maker of the thirteen ghosts unleashed by Scooby
three years ago. Warlock Vincent Van

Ghoul was observing the gangs
progress through the crystal ball held by Flim Flam when he saw them
abruptly hit a dead end. Damn he

thought this was a
problem he had hoped to avoid. There was a possibility that the time
scepter could interfere with his transportation of

Scooby and his
friends. Despite the potential ramifications of such interference,
Van Ghoul did not hesitate; he muttered a quick spell and

held his
breath. Shortly, forms began to materialize as his magic summoned
them from the caverns of Time Slime. Van Ghouls eyes

quickly swept
the room, but he did not find Scooby. His face knit with worry as he
concentrated and found Scooby spiraling back in time

through his past
silently he suggested that the dog turn the time scepters dial
toward the future, knowing that this would bring the dog

back in
range of his spells. He waited until Scooby was within a few days of
the current time and whispered the spell that would bring him

home.
Instantly, the magic took hold and pulled Scooby loose, setting him
gently in the room with his friends. The mystic began to breathe

a
sigh of relief but his eyes quickly narrowed as he took in the all
consuming fear of the dog cowering with his back to the wall

whimpering No more! For a moment, Van Ghoul was completely
baffled, but soon, a look of recognition entered his eyes and he

cursed softly under his breath. For the span of a few heartbeats, Van
Ghoul stared at the abject hound with something close to

compassion
in his gaze, and it was then that he realized that the other people
in the room were looking to him for answers. Nodding his

acknowledgement of their unasked questions, Van Ghoul commenced his
explanation; As I transported you all from the stronghold of

Time
Slime here, the magic of the time scepter interfered with my spell
and threw Scooby back in time. He grimaced, When he turned

the
dial so as to move forward through time, he was forced to relive all
of his past experiences with monsters. He looked at Scoobys

friends somewhat sadly, I fear that this will prove to be too much
for him to handle. It seemed that Van Ghoul was correct all of
the

soothing words of his friends did not diminish Scoobys fear;
abruptly, startling everyone, he dropped the scepter on the floor and
bolted,

howling I quit! as he ran. Those that remained stared,
aghast at all of the implications of that statement. No one could
think of anything

to say and so they left without saying a word, each
of them wondering how they could possibly replace Scooby. Van Ghoul
stood quietly

for a moment longer, his face troubled. He glanced down
at the time scepter and then out the way Scooby had run. Already, he
had an

idea, but he would give Scooby a few days to come around on
his own first.

A few days later, Van Ghouls crystal ball showed
him that the gang (on Flim Flams suggestion of course) was
interviewing candidates